Echoes of Last Winter

Vivienne’s POV

(November 2021)

It was cold that afternoon, one of those bitter Denver days where the wind sliced straight through your coat like it had a vendetta. My fingers were numb despite the gloves, and I clutched my coffee like it was the last warm thing on Earth as I walked across campus toward the dorms.

“Yo, Viv!”

I turned my head reluctantly. It was Jake, or maybe Jason, I could never